Before She Came (The Girl From Kansas)

 

before she came

I stood here

for what seemed

like eons

with a blood red sun

setting behind me

my head full

of nothing more

than sawdust

straw

and dreams

a hole in my chest

where beetles

scuttled

happy

come rain or shine

my only fear

that crows might see

through me

be brave and bold

and strut towards me

then peck out

my button eyes

 

now

as the shadows grow long

before me

I feel a chill wind

blow in

from beyond

the rainbow

and the faltering steps

of something

coming

from another place

 

I jump

startled

as a pale

small hand

falls

on my

cross-bar shoulder

and I know

my world

will never be

the same

again